All Chapters of The Flaming Lips: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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Chapter 181: What's Wrong with Your Hand?

Grandma officially moved into our home in Yong'an, and I continued to share a room with her.Just as I had promised her, I only acted as Stan Wallace's younger sister in front of her, never overstepping the boundaries.On the second Thursday after school started, Judy Richardson approached me once, asking for Trista Fowler's contact information.Given that Trista Fowler had clearly stated at the dinner table before he left that he would never go back to the darkness he had just escaped from, I flatly refused Judy Richardson's request.She cried and cursed loudly in front of the school gate, saying how much she had sacrificed and lost to win Trista Fowler back, and finally blamed all the suffering she had endured in the past on me.It was strange, but I saw a bit of Randolph Wallace and my mother in Judy Richardson, even though they were completely unrelated people.I felt nothing but disgust, so I broke free from her entanglement, slapped away her hand, and stood far away, saying

Chapter 182: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Two: Go Forth

Stan Wallace dropped the medicine bag he was holding, bending down to pick it up with his left hand. A closer look would reveal that his right hand, now at his side, was trembling."I've just been too tired lately." Stan Wallace clenched and then relaxed his right fist, his expression calm as he stepped out of the elevator, draping an arm around Grandma's shoulders. "It's nothing."Despite not missing a day of rehabilitation, Stan Wallace's hand showed no signs of improvement, becoming particularly painful when he was tired or cold.I had looked up many methods online to alleviate the pain and even made appointments with several renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, accompanying Stan Wallace to see them.However, the results were mediocre. With the injury being internal, no one could guarantee how effective the treatment would ultimately be.Stan Wallace's hand was like a thorn in my heart, causing a deep, despairing pain and a faint fear every time I thought about

Chapter 183: Is There Something Wrong with Being Innocent?

Saying we were going out, I was so excited that I barely slept all night. Just after five in the morning, I got up to pack my luggage.Grandma is a light sleeper; she followed me out shortly after I got up and stood in the kitchen asking, "Packing for Xiao Zhun?"At that moment, I was putting the traditional Chinese medicine that Xiao Zhun usually needs, as well as some painkillers for emergencies, into the suitcase. The suitcase was almost full, but I hadn't packed any of my own things yet."Uh, helping my brother pack," I replied with an awkward smile.Grandma pushed her glasses up and cleared her throat, murmuring as she turned away, "You've packed quite thoroughly."After finishing the packing, I went back to the room and sorted Grandma's daily medication into small boxes, placing them in the most conspicuous spot. Once Xiao Zhun got dressed and had breakfast, we could leave right away.With the suitcase already closed, I suddenly remembered something very important and rushe

Chapter 184: If Only One Could Grow Old in an Instant

The campsite was nestled beside a small stream, with lush green lawns dotted with white tents of various sizes, and behind them stood a towering grove of poplar trees reaching up to the clouds. The air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, which by dinnertime, would be overpowered by the rich aroma of roasted lamb.Trista Fowler had rented three adjacent tents, surrounding a central canopy, where a nearly two-meter-tall low table was laden with beer and all sorts of skewers."Days off?" Trista Fowler opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Stan Wallace. "Did Grandma let you two come out alone? How did you manage that?"Stan Wallace took the beer and placed it on the table in front of him. "Three days for now, we'll see after that." He glanced at me and smiled, "You should ask Gloria Kit; I didn't do anything."Tang Xiaohui was chatting with me, her words shocking and dramatic. Suddenly, my name was mentioned, and my face turned red. I hesitated, "Do... Do what?"Stan

Chapter 185: Embrace You

Because of Gu Chen's words "inauspicious," I opened another can of beer, attempting to drown out this memory with alcohol.Stan Wallace had said not to drink anymore, but he never stopped me from doing what I really wanted.After downing that can, my mind went from being fuzzy to spinning, and I ended up clinging to Stan Wallace."Should I take you back to rest first?"Stan Wallace whispered in my ear, his hot breath seeping straight into my heart."Mm..." I pursed my lips, mumbling a bit with my chin resting on Stan Wallace's shoulder.Though drunk, I was still conscious enough to remember that embarrassing words should only be said to one person. So, I lowered my voice, almost whispering:"Bro... Even though I really want you right now, your friends are here. I'll be good, okay?"Stan Wallace turned his head slightly, but I was too dizzy to see his expression clearly. I only heard him respond in a low, deep voice:"Mm."I stood up on wobbly legs, but before I could take a s

Chapter 186: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Six: The Price

Stan Wallace threw the towel he had been using to dry his hair aside, approached me, and with a slight bend, used his thumb to wipe my eyebrows, eyes, and lips. Then, he lowered his head to kiss me.The scent was as familiar as ever, and we had kissed many times before, yet each time it felt like the first, causing my heart to race uncontrollably, making it impossible to stop.A few soft moans escaped my nose, and I reached out to embrace Stan Wallace's back.His back was cold, still damp from the water, with muscles that felt as solid as steel. However, there was a gunshot wound on his right shoulder, forming a permanent bump on the smooth, taut skin. Every time we were intimate, I would touch it, and each time, I couldn't help but caress it for a long while.Using the strength of my spine, I slightly lifted my body, wanting to get even closer to Stan Wallace, to do better. This was the only way I could think of to help him heal, like an offering.Our bare, feverish skins pressed

Chapter 187: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Seven

Stan Wallace's hands were beautiful, with distinct knuckles. When he focused on his drawings, his fingers would curve, and because his skin was so pale, you could see the faint blue veins protruding on the back of his hand.He never went to college. Apart from working outside, the most common scene I saw was him hunched over, drawing at a makeshift desk made of his bed. He would sit there for an entire afternoon, seemingly tireless, with his back straight and firm.Even though his initial choice was for my sake, it was evident that he genuinely loved designing.Since returning from the hospital, he hadn't touched his brushes or sketchbooks, but they remained spotlessly clean and in the most prominent place on his desk.Stan Wallace never complained about pain and never showed any signs of helplessness, exuding a calmness as if the sky falling wouldn't faze him.But I had seen him drenched in sweat, gripping a pen, and I had also seen his brush slip out of his left hand, which he w

Chapter 188: If You Leave, It's Over for Us

Stan Wallace parked the car in the woods, not in an active area and it being dinnertime, the entire place was empty except for the two of us."Brother..." I called out to Stan Wallace with a guilty heart.Tang Guofeng first told me that there was no hope for Stan Wallace's hand, then said he had a way to bring it back to life. My heart was like a roller coaster, soaring to the peak one moment and plummeting into the abyss the next.When Tang Guofeng proposed that I take care of his daughter for two years in exchange for the chance to cure Stan Wallace's right hand, my mind was both impulsive and excited, wishing he would immediately give me a plane ticket to fly to his daughter's side.Now, with a bit more rationality, when Stan Wallace asked what I wanted to agree to, I didn't dare to answer."What kind of good person is Tang Guofeng?" Stan Wallace's face was cold, even more chilling than the dropping temperature outside. "Have you thought about what he might do to you if you agr

Chapter 189: Chapter One Hundred and Eighty-Nine

Stan Wallace was a man of his word. When he first decided he didn't want to be with me, he left without a trace, giving me no hope or room for reconsideration. But once he made up his mind to be with me, he announced our relationship to the world and never intended to let go.Now, he said that no matter the reason, if I ever left without saying goodbye, it would be over between us. It was harsh, yet the conditions were broad enough.Hearing "it's over" from Stan Wallace felt like a needle piercing my heart. I was in a state of unprecedented shock, feeling the urge to cry and a deep fear. I stared at him, unable to speak, until he leaned down and bit my neck again, bringing me back to reality. I immediately clung to him tightly."I won't leave, I won't leave you," I tilted my neck for him to bite. "Brother, don't end things with me. We can't be over, we just can't."Tears streamed down my face, blurring the line between pain and fear. Stan Wallace's breath grew hotter, and soon the

Chapter 190: Chapter One Hundred and Ninety: Gunshot Wound

To avoid traveling at night, everyone agreed to find a restaurant near home for dinner. After packing up, Trista Fowler said he would go pay the bill first. Stan Wallace, who was putting my sunscreen into the backpack, lifted his head and said in a calm voice, "Already paid.""Oh." Trista Fowler responded, continuing to stuff a dozen crumpled T-shirts into the suitcase with frustration."Gentlemen, I won't be polite; I'll treat you to dinner on the way back," Gu Chen said with a hearty laugh. "I'll send you some local specialties from my hometown later."When he said the first part, neither Trista Fowler nor Stan Wallace responded, each busy with their own tasks. But when he mentioned the second part, both of them paused, and in unison, they exclaimed, "Absolutely not!"The three looked at each other. Trista Fowler couldn't hold back his laughter, and soon, all three of them burst into laughter as if a switch had been flipped."What kind of local specialty scared them so much? Tel

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